Perhaps it's the glory of flowers basking in the sun's rays...
Maybe it's that first cup of coffee, steaming hot and oh, so indispensable...
Oh, yes.
But if you're me, you are greeted each day by something much more unique than any of the above.
In fact, it's furry, goofy and frankly, a little stinky.
No, it's not my darling husband.
There's nothing quite like waking each morning, turning over, and being greeted by this:
Oh, yes.
It's good to be me...
Sort of.
1 comment:
I'd love to wake to that big brown nose in the morning
simpla
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